Haha, you thought I had dropped this, didn't you all? Well if you did, YOU THOUGHT WRONG! ;D Chapter 4 is up!

From this chapter on, I will no longer have separate normal and clarification chapters. This is because from here on, the song lyrics become important to the development to this story's plot . Thus, my normal chapters shall include song lyrics.

Based on the song "Stuck" by Stacie Orrico .

Disclaimer: I surely hope by now that you realize I own none of this. If you haven't realized it yet... well... I don't. Just wrote the story. The characters and setting belong to Natsume and the song belongs to Stacie Orrico.

READ ON!

Approaching Lanna's house, Chelsea starred at the structure, her mouth agape. Despite the fact that Lanna and her had been best friends since Lanna had first arrived on Waffle Island three years ago, this was the first time Chelsea had ever visited her house. Sure, Lanna had dropped by Chelsea's ranch once or twice, but Chelsea usually only saw the blonde-haired girl at the beach or in the ramen store on the Eastern side of the island with Denny. Never before had Chelsea visited her home.

And what a house it was! Large and white, the building was built out of bricks, as well as what appeared to be a green-colored, metal-plated roof. It was covered in windows, all closed due to the rain, and the entire structure was a bit damp looking. Chelsea moved her umbrella farther behind her and looked the structure up and down. From what she could see, it was at least two floors high. And two floors was a lot for a house on a tiny place like Waffle Island.

Chelsea gaped up at the building in amazement. Her gaze was so intense, she didn't even see a red-headed young woman walk out of the building and stare at her.

"…You'll catch flies if you keep your mouth open like that." The girl told Chelsea, who responded by bringing her gaze back down to the front door. Natalie was standing in the doorway, a smirk on her face.

Chelsea closed her mouth, embarrassed. "Hey, Natalie." She murmured, twirling the handle of her umbrella. "You're here, too, huh?"

Natalie leaned against the door as Chelsea walked over. "No, I'm a mirage." She replied, the sarcastic comment leaving her mouth with ease. "Yes, I'm here. Nice analysis, Chels."

Chelsea rolled her eyes, walking over to meet Natalie in the doorway. "Hey, they don't call me 'Genius' for nothing." She joked. She closed her umbrella with her free hand. The water from the umbrella landed softly on the ground, creating a soft pitter-pat sound to match the rain.

She paused when she reached the door, bringing a finger up to her chin in thought. "…Actually, they don't call me genius at all, do they?"

Natalie snorted. "I was about to say."

Chelsea grinned jokingly, pretending to punch her friend in the arm. "Hey, maybe you should start!"

"Not gonna happen." Natalie laughed, and Chelsea grinned again. Small interactions like this almost made her forget about what she was going to do here.

Almost, but not quite.

Natalie turned around, leading the farmer into Lanna's house. Chelsea swallowed hard to ease her nerves as she remembered her plan, but managed to muster up enough confidence to follow Natalie into Lanna's living room.

Looking straight ahead, Chelsea walked through the large, open doorway and was immediately blasted with an… interesting… sound. When Chelsea focused, she recognized it to be two people singing a slightly off-tuned version of the song, "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz. She didn't focus on the song for long, though, nor did she particularly want to. She had other things to think about.

Chelsea couldn't help but gasp again as she observed her surroundings. No matter how impressive the building looked outside, it was completely incredible looking inside.

The room she had just walked in to was what appeared to be Lanna's living room, though it also appeared to be set up specifically for this event. Approximately six round tables were positioned in rows of two. Surrounding each table were four chairs, and in the very back of the room was a large, red stage. Two microphones were positioned appropriately on said stage, one in Elliot's hand and the other in Julia's.

'So that's where the song was coming from,' Chelsea thought as she grabbed a seat close to the stage.

To the right of the room was another room with a see-through door. Through this door, Chelsea could see a bed and a large, luxurious-looking table. She could only assume this was Lanna's bedroom. To the left of Lanna's living room, a stairway lead to an unknown room, confirming Chelsea's suspicions of a second floor.

The really incredible thing about Lanna's house, however, was the fact that absolutely everything inside was pink. The walls had pink wallpaper on it. The floors were a light shade of lilac. The tables were completely pink, and the chairs had big pink bows on them. Girly pink and purple colors were everywhere, and even though Chelsea knew this was to be expected from Lanna, she couldn't help but gag. This was way too much.

Luckily, the ceiling lights had all been dimmed, so the girly design didn't stand out too much. There was only one truly bright light in the entire room: The spotlight shone brightly on Elliot and Julia as they sang their sappy love song together, both completely tone deaf and happy as could be. Chelsea turned around in her chair to face the couple, and when Julia glanced down at her nervously, she smiled reassuringly. Even if the two did sound awful, they didn't need to know that.

Chelsea heard a creaking sound as a door swung open, and she turned around to see who'd walked in. Her heart froze for a moment as she saw Sabrina and Vaughn walk in to the room, hand-in-hand, and she quickly turned back around, pretending to listen to Julia and Elliot as if she really did like their song. She clapped politely as the two ended their song, trying hard not to glance back at the newly entered couple again.

I ain't tripping

I'm just missing you

'It's okay, I'm okay….' Chelsea thought to herself, trying to calm down. She jumped when someone called out to her.

"Chelsea!" A familiar voice cried. Chelsea, recognizing the voice, turned around to face it. She quickly stood up and ran over to it, embracing her best friend as if she were a teddy bear, here to comfort the poor farmer.

"Lanna!" She cried, holding her friend close. "You're here-!"

Lanna grabbed her friend by the shoulders and pried her off, looking her straight in the eyes. "You know what to do, right?"

Chelsea shook her head, covering her face with her hands hopelessly. "I can't! I can't do it! I can't even look at the two of them together without breaking down. How am I supposed to—"

"You can do it, Chels." Lanna reassured her, bringing her hands down from her shoulders and on to her arms, rubbing them comfortingly. "We practiced together. You just have to—"

"But I can't!" Chelsea continued to protest, the weak side of her personality showing through. She looked up at her friend with pleading eyes.

You know what I'm saying

You know what I mean

Lanna, growing frustrated at Chelsea's protests, looked at her friend for a moment, before looking away.

"…Fine." She spat, her dramatic side slowly beginning to show. "Don't sing. Throw away the last chance you may ever have to get him back."

Chelsea cast her gaze downwards, away from her disappointed friend, who was slowly walking past her, over to the stage.

"Just don't regret it."

Cheers were heard as Lanna walked on to the stage.

"Would anyone else like to sing tonight?" The pop star called, beaming out at the audience. Chelsea stayed frozen, replaying Lanna's words over and over again in her mind.

"This may be your last chance to get him back."

Slowly, Chelsea turned towards the stage, her blue eyes meeting Lanna's brown ones.

I can't take it…

…What am I waiting for?

"I'll sing." She called, surprising herself with her own words. She moved a hand up to her face, close to her mouth, ready to stop herself from saying anymore. But then, she thought of Vaughn. She thought of all the times they'd shared together, his quiet personality, his intense stare… his rare smile.

My heart's still breaking

People moved out of her way as she moved to the stairs by the stage, glancing back at him as he sat next to Sabrina. He was smiling the way he used to smile with her. Only with her.

I miss you even more

She looked back up at Lanna, waiting for her to move up on to the stage. There was no way she could back out now.

And I can't fake it

the way I could before

Chelsea stepped on to the platform, her eyes focused on the microphone Lanna was holding out to her. People were talking in the crowd. Chelsea didn't care.

I hate you….

She grabbed the mic and looked out into the crowd.

…But I love you….

She found the person she was looking for and called his name into the microphone.

…I can't stop thinking of you….

"Vaughn!"

She called his name, and he turned his head. The violet eyes she loved so dearly were starring directly into hers. Her legs shook beneath her. Her mouth felt dry. Yet, she spoke:

"…I'm stuck on you."